So I’ve been busy with some knitting projects, a new computer table (which means a very spunky-looking work area!), getting ready for the new job and lots of housechores.

All this means absolutely no time for blogging. Hopefully I’ll be back with some words tomorrow. I should. It’s been some time now, no?

[UPDATE] It would appear that I don’t even have time to blog these days. While work has been light, Nil has been using the PC and my nights are spent catching up on some very interesting shorts from The Twilight Zone series while knitting. This series, I must add, never fails to amuse AND amaze me. Now to go looking for The Outer Limits and Tales from the Crypt. ^.~

You can put up a pictorial inventory of your needles, yarn (affectionately known as “stash” ) and even projects!!!! I have yet to explore the other functions but so far, I like what I see in there. Just need to take more pictures now…*kekeke* Talk about taking knitting organization to the next level!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!

Btw, if you have signed up for an invite, please be patient. Ravelry is run solely by TWO people and they have about 4500 invites to send out.

It’s finally up but silly me forgot to change the picture setting from 160×120 to 640×420. Bah. So here are some very very small pictures. =.=

Top to bottom: The new hairstyle (I thought it was too short and I still think it’s too short. *sob*); the RoM dress and maybe the Dinner dress (don’t know if I want to get another dress though but this one was really gorgeous!!!!) and finally, the Rings (I know the picture is horrible but it was all I had. Bah.)

My bridezilla moment finally came last night when I frightened off Nil by promptly bursting into tears halfway during our discussion about one very recent purchase of our wedding bands. Sorry no pictures. We had to get them custom-made because they didn’t have the band in our ring size. Plus I’m still waiting for my Moto MPT cd/software to arrive.

Now that I look at it, the superficial issue was really nothing but weird. All my life, I have associated the value of love in a marriage, the importance of love with the cost of one simple object – a wedding band. Somehow I know of a lot of couples who splurge on their wedding bands simply because it seemed only natural to do – the whole “wearing it every day till I die” thing.

So when it came to my turn, I was a little tad disappointed to discover that the total cost of our wedding bands put together came up to less than what was “normal” or so I thought. The funny thing is this: I was excited throughout the whole process (hell, it was the only thing I could talk about for days!)…I was the one picked it out, y’know! Nil laughed when I mentioned, “I really like the ring, it’s nice…I just wish it was more expensive” and said that I was weird. Well, I still wish it was more expensive but I’m warming up to the idea. I might even take my other ring for re-plating and stack it together with my wedding band. *beams*

But later on, I wasn’t so weird…as a matter of fact, I was freaking out. I am the kind of person who goes through a death in the family and not shed a tear until AFTER the funeral. I am the kind of person who makes a decision, an impulsive one, and then regrets it like a few days after the whole act. It takes time for things to sink in for me and when it does, it is like going “OMIGOD! WTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1”

Last night was it. The whole going-to-the-embassy, answering questions like “Would you like to have a pre-nup?”, picking rings, my mother referring to Nil as “my son-in-law”…all of it! I wonder how people ever make the transition ever so smoothly. Me? I freak out like there is no tomorrow…and worse, I had to go tell Nil. Well, actually, that’s my policy. I don’t believe in hiding my feelings from my partner. So you can imagine what the good ole’ future hubby thought of the whole thing.

Aiiii…. Gotta get used to the idea. I just gotta. By the way, a word on the food poisoning thing. I finally went to see a doc and promptly got a nice lecture about how I shouldn’t self-medicate and wait this long to go see him. Now, it’ll take me four days to recover. Bah.

Will try to put up pictures of knitting and/or wedding stuff soon…am working on a pair of socks for Nil. Les Bleus will be given to my mum as a belated birthday present since it fits her well enough. Yay!

Lunch on Tuesday at a regular chicken roost (with its famous muffin) at Midvalley saw me and a couple of friends chomping down on some stale coleslaw and very bad, limpy looking fresh salad. That night, I went through the motions of the worst ever episode of food poisoning since the beginning of this year.

Fast forward to today and guess what? I’m still nursing a weak gastrointestinal system and am making regular trips to the loo. NEVER EVER again, I tell you!